Shortstories

Hunger - Jimin

ToJimin, not much could beat the thrill of being on stage. The lights,the energy. The fans screaming and chanting. There wasn't much onthis planet that could even rival that high you feel, knowing astadium full with thousands of people adored you and consider you oneof the greatest people alive.

Itwas a bit tiring, of course, to preform for an hour with the choreoBTS have, but they got breaks. Time to interact with fans, or justrun around and joke with each other while they sang. It really wasthe best feeling you can imagine.

Orat least almost.

Theremight be one feeling that rivals, and may be even better.
Andthat's feeding. Fresh feeding that is, not just sipping some coldblood out of a bottle. Not that it was horrible, but the warmth of afresh feed was completely different from a glass. The warmth, thetaste... in many ways, it was similar to that of being on stage andbasking in the light.

Allof BTS knew it. They were after all, the same. Vampires, each andevery one of them. Usually, before a show, they would all get a freshfeed, so that they could preform their best.
They wouldn't killanyone, just people who knew who they were and let them feed enoughto stay calm.

Sothat they wouldn't get hungry on stage.
So that what was aboutto happen wouldn't happen.

Yousee, Jimin had been late to prep for the concert this day. He didn'thave time to get his fresh feeding in before the stage, and withadrenaline pumping in your veins from all the attention, it getsharder to stay in control.

Theyhad just finished preforming Dope, full choreo, when they broke offfrom each other to wander around the stage. They were singingButterfly now, and suddenly. He could smell it. He scanned the crowedto see where it came from, and there, not too far from stage, agirl.
A nosebleed. That warm blood running down her lip before sheeven noticed it and grabbed at her nose to stop it.

Jiminfelt his heart start to pound hard in his chest, his eyes flaring tored. It smelled like cinnamon. And sweet. He slightly bit on his lipbefore running his tongue over. It wasn't too far away. If hewanted, he could leap out into the crowd, no one would be scared, andgive those fan girls the time of their lives. He bet no one wouldeven care if he bit her. Be jealous, sure, but no one would really..realize what he was doing. And he didn't have to take much.

Hecould see it. Walking through that crowd and having the girls screamwith excitement while he smiled at them, going straight to thatbleeding girl.. Wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling herclose, putting his hand against the back of her head as he bit downas gentle as possible, everyone around thinking its just fan serviceand that he pretended to kiss her neck, while he sucked down thatsoft blood for a moment. Licking it dry before pulling away with aplayful laugh, pretend it was all a joke and return to the stage tofinish the show.

Hecould almost taste it.

«OW!» Heyelped out and glared at the person who just smacked his head.
«Tae,what the heck!» Jimin shouted at the younger who was giving him aconcerned look before sticking out his tongue at him and ran off.

Thatlittle brat! How dare he interrupt Jimins fantasy??
«Get backhere!» Jimin started chasing him, tackling Taehyung and jumping ontohis back, the two of them laughing as they messed with each other fora while.

Andjust like that, the thought was gone. The danger had passed.

AndJimin hadn't even realized it. How close he had been to ruiningtheir lives. If he did, he would probably kiss Taehyung withgratitude...or at the very least get him a strawberry cake asthanks.
At least for now... No attacks would happen.

Taemade sure of that.

Andforcing Jimin to get some fresh blood while the rap line preformedCypher 4 didn't hurt, that's for sure.